Theatre Of Tragedy *Lorelei* (HQ)

Færie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a façade; A serenade siren’d to lure - Zounds! not to court me? A mænad, yet the sweetest colleen - Certes didst thou me unveil meekly life pristine. Lorelei, A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death, Yet who the hell was I to dare? Lorelei, Canst thou not see thou to me needful art? Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is? Dædally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade, For all years a damndest and driegh’d accolade - Caus’d for all eyes mazéd to behold